From scrap mecha to sci-fi heaven

"Ahem, continue training. Guns are different from archery after all. You still need to get used to it. You also need to learn to shoot at moving targets. Then there are some skills..."

Although he was so ashamed that he decided to avoid Lin Yu, the evildoer, in the future, Old Man Zhang naturally didn't want to lose face. He coughed twice and continued teaching.

Not to mention, the old man actually has a lot of practical knowledge.

Although there is nothing to teach about accuracy and hitting, he can still teach some other aspects.

For example, gunfighting techniques such as quick gun drawing and Mozambique shooting, how to quickly judge and find vital points, how to hide and find hidden enemies in complex environments, etc.

These are all extremely valuable practical experiences. Lin Yu accepts all of them. Occasionally, skills and tactics combined with Lu Bu's fictional memory can also be quickly understood and applied to other situations.

But the old man couldn't talk about basic things anymore, and gradually started to move to the advanced level, such as how to search for enemies in beyond visual range combat, how to identify radar data, and what type of fire control system to use under what circumstances...

"My mecha has no weapon system installed for the time being, not even a proper radar. I will teach you these slowly later."

Seeing the old man's embarrassing situation, Lin Yu helped him out with understanding.

"Okay, I've taught you so much today, I believe it's enough for you to digest for a while."

Old man Zhang breathed a sigh of relief and fled from the gun training ground.

It's terrible.

No wonder it is said that masters are afraid of their apprentices being stupid or too smart.

This kind of monster is simply not taught by humans.

Zhao Xing, that kid, looks more handsome now.

Unlike someone, he is not so ugly.

"It will stop bothering me now."

Watching the old man Zhang's embarrassed escape figure go away, Lin Yu shook his head with a dumb smile, and then continued to focus on his own affairs.

Opening the light blue panel, several prompts appeared on it.

"You triggered the skill acquisition clue-shooting."

"Get clues-accurate: complete 100 accurate hits on targets 100 meters away."

"Get clues-training: complete 10,000 shootings."

The acquisition clues of the shooting skill popped up when he hit the bull's eye accurately for the first time.

In general, the completion conditions are relatively simple, even simpler than fighting.

Fighting skills require mastering a mature practical fighting technique and defeating an evenly matched opponent.

If it weren't for the disguised cheat of the mimic personality, it would not be possible to complete it in a short time, and there would even be some risks.

But the shooting skill is simple, just shoot.

The training task only requires shooting 10,000 times, and there is no need to consider hitting.

A hundred hits in a precision mission are easy. Even if you try your luck, you can always hit a hundred or eighty out of ten thousand times.

It can only be said that sharpshooters are fed by ammunition, and this sentence is fully reflected in the shooting mission.

However, such a simple mission made Lin Yu's face a little dark.

With ten thousand rounds of ammunition, it doesn't take much time to make a machine gun.

But this costs money!

The ammunition in the gun training ground is charged!

This crappy mission is extremely unfriendly to poor people!

Even more unfortunate, he is a poor person with less than five thousand yuan left in his pocket.

Although he had seized several prosthetics from the SEO organization before, they were all worthless goods. In order to adjust Lu Bu's armor, they were all given to Black Snake. The five thousand were the first ones left to buy hydraulic oil.

"If I had known, I would not let Old Man Zhang go..."

I had been concentrating on listening to Old Man Zhang's teaching before and didn't think too much. At this moment, I realized that I was a poor person. Lin Yu instantly felt a trace of regret in his heart.

I should have known not to let old man Zhang go.

At least... let him pay for the bullets.

"Alas, I must find a chance to make some money."

In the end, Lin Yu could only hastily complete the "precision" task of hitting 100 times, and then left the gun training ground.

Ten thousand bullets, the five thousand yuan in his pocket was not enough to buy half of the ammunition for a small pistol, not to mention the machine gun ammunition that was several times more expensive.

It can only be said that a penny can make a hero fall, and the ancient proverb is indeed a classic that will be passed down forever.

Of course, if we really want to talk about ways to make money, Lin Yu is still not short of it now.

A fourth-level mecha engineer will not lack high salary treatment wherever he goes, and he can live a comfortable life even if he repairs old electrical appliances.

But now that he has accepted Zhao Xing's mission, and there is still the SEO organization that has not been resolved, and his own Star Dome Disease is also a death warrant, there is really no chance to settle down. If he wants to make money, he can only make some quick money first.

Thinking about the way to quickly cash in, Lin Yu hurried back to the hotel where everyone was staying.

"Hey, Brother Lin, didn't you go to practice shooting with Mr. Zhang? Why are you back so early?"

As soon as he arrived at the hotel entrance, Lin Yu met the girl in the rabbit ear hat who had threatened to get back the face for Qiao Wa.

Now he has become familiar with Qiao Wa and others, so he knows her name, Xu Xiaotu. Qiao Wa and others usually call her Xiaoxiao, and call her Tutu when joking and squeezing.

"Mr. Zhang has something urgent to do, so he came back first."

Lin Yu smiled and asked, "Xiaoxiao, are you going out alone? Where are Qiao Wa and others?"

"Hehe, I'm not going to find someone. These are Hawke's jobs. I just plan to go out for fun."

Xu Xiaotu chuckled and said cheerfully: "By the way, Brother Lin, do you want to come with us? You don't have a mission anyway, right? You have nothing to do when you are free, so come with me."

"Where to go?"

Lin Yu asked casually.

"Of course we go to the warehousing area. There are many warehouses and containers there."

Xu Xiaotu said happily.

"Warehouses and containers? What's so fun about that."

Lin Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

"You don't understand this. Logistics ports like this are cargo distribution centers, and goods are basically temporarily stored here.

However, due to various reasons, some cargo owners did not come after the warehouses and containers expired, which took up space and were difficult to clean. At this time, the port management will auction these warehouses and containers. "

Xu Xiaotu smiled and said in a familiar tone:

"To put it simply, I will give you a look at the warehouse, and then ask you to bid. You may find good things, or they may be all junk. Depending on how much you bid, you may make a loss or gain. It is the same as opening a treasure chest, which is fun. "

As she spoke, she did not forget to show off: "Brother Lin, don't underestimate me. I am an experienced warehouse treasure hunter. I will help you pick two good warehouses later and keep them for you to make a lot of money."

"Warehouse treasure hunt?"

Lin Yu listened with some interest.

Things like opening treasure chests are naturally attractive.

What's more, he happens to be thinking about ways to make money right now, and he just planned to go to Paradise Port to see if there is a scrap station that can pick up leaks.

"Very interesting, oops, let's go."

Xu Xiaotu reached out and grabbed Lin Yu's shoulders, turned his body around, pushed his back from behind, and walked out of the hotel with a smile.